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Chapter is so short, cause I am really busy working just now. Longer one soon.

Chapter 3

Supported on one side by Frigga and on the other by Eir, Sigyn watched as the funeral pyre burned brightly. Her children disappeared before her eyes. The ceremony was quiet. Usually the whole realm would turn out for the funeral of a prince but Frigga overruled this. Sigyn loved her for it. The whole of Asgard was awash with rumours and speculations. Even though those present were her friends and family, she could feel eyes on her. Some in sympathy, some accusing. Others couldn't look at her at all. Not that it mattered; she could barely look at herself. The guilt didn't grow anymore, now it just lay on top of her heart and mind.

She vaguely heard the shuffles of people leaving and half whispered condolences in her ears. Her eyes never left the flames. Frigga and Eir stepped back to give her space. She felt cold. Tired, and sore. It was too much. Throughout the ceremony she heard nothing but whispers and taunts. A serpentine voice danced around her head. Now she was alone, but there was no peace.

"No, and there never will be".

Of course, as soon as she was alone. She turned, but Frigga and Eir were deep in conversation. Help, she mouthed desperately, but the two continued glancing at her every so often.

"They can't see us love, look".

Sigyn saw another shadow. The shadow stood looking out over the pyre, still and in grief. Loki circled her like a predator, tracing his fingers over the fresh bruises on her neck.

"Leave me".

"Make me", Loki bit down on her neck drawing blood. His tongue flicked at it. "Mmm".

Sigyn winced in pain. Tears filled her eyes but she refused to spill them.

"Don't hold back. I love to see you cry, and I love to hear you scream".

"Sigyn! What happened"?

He was gone, he was gone. Eir cupped her face and stared in horror at her neck.

"How did this happen"?

Sigyn gulped and grasped Eir's hands.

"I don't know. I need help. Please help me".

Eir took the shaking woman into her arms. What could have unsettled her so?